Paroles et traduction Antonio Orozco - La Cuestion

La Cuestion

Si es cuestión de pedir
Pediré una ventana
Para mirarte cada tarde
Y no atreverme a decirte nada

Si es cuestión de decir
Te diré que te amaba
Que aquellos años son los dueños
De cada verso que te entregaba

Y esta vez soy capaz
De contar que me engañabas
Que jamás te dije nada

Porque, si de amar se trata
Hay que amar sufriendo, valga lo que valga
Jugar la esperanza, recoger las alas
Y esperar que el miedo de perder se vaya
Miedo de perder tu cama, de perder mi alma
De empezar de nuevo, de apagar las llamas
De esperar un sueño y que nunca llegara
Si es cuestión

Si es cuestión de insistir
Robaré las palabras
Y así comprendas que dejarte
Era el indulto que yo esperaba

Y esta vez soy capaz
De entender que no me amaras
Que jamás dijeses nada

Porque, si de amar se trata
Hay que amar sufriendo, valga lo que valga
Jugar la esperanza, recoger las alas
Y esperar que el miedo de perder se vaya
Miedo de perder tu cama, de perder mi alma
De empezar de nuevo, de apagar las llamas
De esperar un sueño y que nunca llegara
Si es cuestión

Porque, si de amar se trata
Hay que amar sufriendo, valga lo que valga
Jugar la esperanza, recoger las alas
Y esperar que el miedo de perder se vaya
Miedo de perder tu cama, de perder mi alma
De empezar de nuevo, de apagar las llamas
De esperar un sueño y que nunca llegara
Si es cuestión

Si es cuestión
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The Question

If it's a matter of asking for something,
I'll ask for a window,
To watch you every afternoon
And not dare to say anything to you.

If it's a matter of saying something,
I'll tell you that I loved you,
That those years own
Each verse that I gave you.

And this time I'm able to,
To tell you that you were cheating on me,
That I never said anything to you.

Because, if it's a matter of love,
You have to love while suffering, no matter what the cost.
Playing with hope, picking up your wings
And waiting for the fear of losing to go away.
Fear of losing your bed, of losing my soul
Of starting over, of putting out the flames
Of waiting for a dream and it never coming
If it's a matter of

If it's a matter of insisting,
I'll steal the words
And so you understand that leaving you
Was the pardon I was waiting for.

And this time I'm able to,
To understand that you didn't love me,
That you never said anything.

Because, if it's a matter of love,
You have to love while suffering, no matter what the cost.
Playing with hope, picking up your wings
And waiting for the fear of losing to go away.
Fear of losing your bed, of losing my soul
Of starting over, of putting out the flames
Of waiting for a dream and it never coming
If it's a matter of

Because, if it's a matter of love,
You have to love while suffering, no matter what the cost.
Playing with hope, picking up your wings
And waiting for the fear of losing to go away.
Fear of losing your bed, of losing my soul
Of starting over, of putting out the flames
Of waiting for a dream and it never coming
If it's a matter of

If it's a matter of
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